**[Verse 1]** Landed at CDG with my dreads in the breeze Taxi driver from Dakar said "Welcome, mon frère!" with ease First stop: Belleville, where the spices ignite My brother Amadou — Senegalese light Met him back in Chengdu, uni days, tea steam high Now he fries *thiéboudienne* while the Seine rolls by "Zéro baguette!" he laughs, "But the mint tea is sweet" Paris got a heartbeat — and it's dancin' to our beat **[Chorus]** Oh-oh, Kingston to Paris, what a beautiful ride Every corner got a story with the world deep inside No passport needed when the rhythm feel right Just a suitcase full of love and a different kind of night **[Verse 2]** Next stop: Barbès, where the oud strings unwind Karim from Damascus — sharp mind, warm heart, one of a kind Met him in Moscow, Red Square in the snow Two Rasta souls vibin' where the balalaikas blow Now he serves *maqluba* with saffron and grace Says "This bassline got a flavour you can't find in this place!" We sip sweet mint tea where the metro trains glide Parisian rain fall — but our sun never hide **[Chorus]** Oh-oh, Kingston to Paris, what a beautiful ride Every corner got a story with the world deep inside No passport needed when the rhythm feel right Just a suitcase full of love and a different kind of night **[Bridge]** Nepal taught me stillness on a Himalayan peak Tanzania — business dreams on Zanzibar's beach But Paris? Paris taught me home ain't on no map It's the hand that pour your coffee when you feeling trapped **[Verse 3]** Last stop: 18th arrondissement, neon and prayer Rajiv from Kerala with henna in his hair Met him trekking Annapurna, shared one bottle of rum Now his *dosa* stall feed the whole damn drum "French kiss?" he winks, "Non — but my chai got soul!" We dance to Alpha Blondy while the city lose control No Eiffel Tower shadow on this block tonight Just Bob Marley on the speaker and the stars burning bright **[Outro]** Kingston… Chengdu… Moscow… Kathmandu… Dar es Salaam… Damascus… Paris — *oui, c'est vrai!* But the flag on my heart? It's green-gold-red And the whole wide world my bed… yeah… *[Fade out with nyabinghi drums and distant metro train sound]*
